Monday, June 29, 2009

Growth....a poem for the friend which i will lost sonn...

O who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free,
And let his frolic fancy play,
Like a happy child, through the flowers gay
That fill the field and frienge the way
Where he walks a mile with me...

And who will walk a mile with me
Along life's weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes to see
The stars shine out o' er the darkening lea,
And the quiet rest at the end o' the day,-
A friend who knows, and dares to say,
The brave, sweet words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with me...

With such a comrade, such a friend,
I fain would walk till juorney's end,
Through summer sunshine, water rain,
And then?- Farewell, we shall meet again!!


Herry Van Dyke

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  2. no la...not for him de...is for jean, kong...cz they will not longer beside me again...T.T..so sad...wahhahaaha(crying) ps: i won get any hope on tat guy alr...never, Ever,EVER!!......maybe gua...

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